
I saw a woman walk down a hall To join a another crying woman,To go hold her daughter and the other That cried with them
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 241 - Published: 04-30-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2355297
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Comrade:
Comrade, you're gone
But I must move on
Comrade, it's not the end
These hearts must mend
My comrade, I write this song to tell you
We remember you, true
My comrade, I write this song to tell you
You're not forgotten
Comrade, we love you, we knew you,
We'll miss you
Your memory is etched here
In our hearts, comrade
I can feel your presence still
Lingering in that school
And that makes me want
To remember you
You were our teacher
You were someone who stood beside us
You were someone who knew us
You were someone who understood us, comrade
You let us "share and compare"
You let us skip a day of work
You let us learn from "feature flims"
You were so full of idiosyncrasies, comrade
Ones that stuck in our minds and our hearts
I don't believe I'll ever think of a roll of masking
Tape without remembering your hall passes, comrade
You believed in that school, when no one else did
You believed in us, when we couldn't
Comrade, you had a presence
Comrade, you left an impression
Comrade, you made history in our lives
You've taught us, we've learned
You've cared for us, we mourn you
We'll miss you
We'll remember you
Comrade, there will
Never be anyone like you
Comrade, we celebrate your life
But we grieve the loss
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